Bed-wetting … love it.
It all goes back to my childhood, but we’ll leave that for another time. The ultimate for me (and it happens regularity) is to wake up wet with no recollection. Although indiscernible from the outside, when asked I can’t deny it, my pants are soaked. And then the fantasy – “Sorry mom. I couldn’t help it, I was sleep. No, no, I’m sorry, please don’t. I’m sorry, please, please, noooo----.”
OK guys and gals, let’s make this the best board ever. May everyone wet tonight.
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